So, Last night, I dream about Mark Wahlberg..I was @ a store, with my parents..He comes by..I started 2 cried..He came over, ask me, why I was crying? I told him, Coz, I finally got 2 meet him, in person. So, he hugged me, & said, I could buy anything in the book store..but, my limit of books was 10 books...So, he left..I went to magazine rack..Saw NKOTB magazine..Bought, grab some of those..My mom was yelling @ me..Why do you want NKOTB magazines for? That's so childish....I was so mad @ my mother..I ran out of the bookstore..Trying to find mark Wahlberg. He was in his car, I toild him,to wait...something else happen..then I woke up._________________